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All of it never happened

作者: King Victory
last update 公開日: 2026-03-06 22:14:58

Author’s POV

The words hung in the air like a blade suspended above all their heads.

For a long moment, Henry simply stared at Harlow.

Then he laughed.

It wasn’t amused laughter. It was sharp and filled with disbelief. The kind of laugh a man gives when someone tells him the most ridiculous lie imaginable.

“My wolf?” Henry repeated slowly. “Rejected Isyra?”

Harlow did not laugh with him. Neither did Apollo.

Henry’s smile faded when he realized neither man found the statement humorous.

“That’s i
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